Well you know it's the craziest, smallest thing but my son hearing I was sick called to check on me and then brought me some cold medicine. He's been working a lot of overtime and instead of heading straight home he has to drive past his house and then miles out of his way to get to my place, then turn around and head all the way back home. That tired and exhausted, he would do that for me, made me feel loved and cared about, which felt nice and that brought me joy today.
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